In the conflict-ridden border area where Galot had fought against False Edmund, the human soldiers retreated, but as they did so, they looked up and saw thousands upon thousands of black feathers in the sky.

The human soldiers could sense the demonic and tyrannical power possessed by each feather. Each feather was the materialization of an eighth-rank offensive demonic spell.

Commander Lukas Laniert used his magic communication crystal to order his deputy commanders to retreat as quickly as possible, regardless of whether they had to leave stragglers behind.

"We can't save them all, there's no time for that; the weakest will be the first to die," Lukas concluded as he watched the feathers in the sky and foresaw the inevitable doom that was about to occur.

Terror began to appear on the faces of the low-level soldiers; the mid-level soldiers began to advance in the direction of the military camp, without breaking their military formations.

The ground began to shake, then chilling whistles were heard descending swiftly and powerfully. They were the demonic feathers falling upon the human army.

Lukas Lanier used his mana to activate a white sphere that sat atop a gold base encrusted with magical gems. Lukas held the legendary treasure in the palm of his hands, and the moment the sphere turned a beautiful sky blue, a powerful magical barrier expanded like a dome and protected two thousand humans, no more, no less.

Lukas Laniert did not look away; only a part of his military elite had been saved. He could see the pleading faces of some humans who were pounding on the barrier with their hands.

Screams!

Blood!

Every feather that fell did not fail to land on a human. The feathers opened large holes as they pierced the chests or backs of humans, then continued on their course and penetrated the ground to a depth of tens and tens of meters.

Human heads exploded when struck by the powerful feathers.

There were military formations that, in a futile attempt to survive, used all their power to create magical barriers that shattered as if they were thin glass.

Some warriors saw their arms torn to pieces as they tried to strike the feathers with all the power they could muster with their magical auras.

Swords, spears, halberds, shields, and all kinds of mid-level weapons were shattered.

The 2,000 soldiers who were spared either closed their eyes or witnessed the massacre that demonstrated how terrifying the last will of a powerful demon could be.

Other feathers fell on the magical barrier created with the legendary treasure and produced a deafening and intimidating sound, but the magical barrier showed no signs of breaking.

When the feathers finished falling, thousands upon thousands of dead human soldiers could be seen, but shortly after, the feathers that had pierced the ground exploded, shaking the surroundings. When the cloud of dust left by the explosion dispersed, all that remained was shattered ground and the damaged remains of artifacts, weapons, and magical armor; the human bodies had been consumed by the explosion.

••••

An hour later

"Begin the retreat!" exclaimed the demon Benjid Losteriab, one of the commanders and riders of the demonic birds.

The riders of the demonic birds were slightly ahead of the demonic troops in the rear.

On an imposing black and purple demon bird that left traces of demonic energy as it flew, sat the rider and imposing demon Velor Decarabia. Velor wore an elegant black and green military uniform, and in his hands covered with gray scales, he carried a black demonic bow. The owl-headed demon with black feathers and golden eyes with deep black pupils watched his opponent's movements closely.

General Velor Decarabia was almost at the forefront, firing powerful demonic arrows that collided with the arrows fired by the human commander Rich Mender.

The army of Marquis Velor Decarabia was already retreating, following orders given by the demonic general Velor, who minutes earlier had been officially informed of Galot Ertrael's death.

To ensure the loss of as few soldiers as possible, the air forces commanded by the riders of demonic birds supported from the sky the retreat of the demonic army.

...

All demonic fronts began to retreat as a precaution.

After the appearance of the second demonic force in the eighth rank, both demonic forces disappeared, and after the commanders of Galot's army reported what had happened through the demonic crystals, all the demonic generals and grand generals ordered a retreat.

The purpose of the demons' retreat was to reorganize their forces, assess the situation, and request support from other grand generals if necessary.

The demonic front that suffered the highest number of casualties was the army led by Grand General Talion Crocell, who ordered his military forces to retreat and leave behind the low-level demons and those stragglers who did not have the ability to retreat, taking advantage of the sacrifice of the weak.

...

That afternoon, human forces had made significant advances in most of the conflict zones along the borders, after which they reestablished their military camps near the conquered territories, leaving small camps in the rear to avoid any unexpected ambushes as they were entering demonic territory.

••••

Different forces, both human and demonic, watched from a distance as the various clashes in different conflict zones along the borders played out.

...

Two demons wearing black hoods and robes watched from a distance, using a demonic treasure that neutralized their presence, as the demon Galot Ertrael fought and died.

"We haven't seen any believers of the Demon God Alvat appear," said the necromancer demon.

"It doesn't matter. Cabral is right. If there was a chance that one would appear, we had to try to capture it if possible or kill it in extreme cases. Even though we wouldn't achieve anything by killing it, we need information," said the demon named Mozert Cromert.

"I don't think we can defeat a demon with such power," added the necromancer demon.

"According to Cabral, its power wasn't its own, and it was only limited. Besides, I don't think all Alvat believers have that much power, or else they would have acted without hesitation in this war. That was their philosophy. If they changed it, it's because they are no longer as strong as they were in the past. In that case, we have nothing to worry about," said Mozert, waving his hand, and a dark mist appeared.

Then the two entered the mist, which disappeared without a trace.

...

In another area, from the rear of the human army.

Samsart Detali and two Crepitantes used their magical or magical-demonic perceptions to sense what was happening on the different battle fronts along the border.

"That demon is dangerous." That was the thought that crossed Samsart's mind when he sensed the power of the demon that had used the body of the deceased Edmund.

Samsart shook his head. Although they had killed one of the demon generals, he was not entirely satisfied with the result.

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